A couple months ago, I turned 43. It’s not really a magical number, or a special birthday, but it got me thinking about getting older. I don’t feel 43, but then again, I guess I don’t know how 43 is supposed to feel. I know my metabolism has not just…
Before I begin I should say that I’m not talking about the kind of junk I’m prone to talking about, or the kind that’s in my trunk, I’m talking about that stuff in your house that you actually CAN live without. That being said, a couple months ago, I started thinking…
So there I was, on my run yesterday, smiling as I always do at the people who pass by me going in the opposite direction on the trail, when I realized that the majority of people that day would not return my smile. This is far from unusual, as most…
214 years ago today, March 16th, Thomas Jefferson signed legislation establishing the United States Military Academy (USMA) at West Point, New York. 40 years ago this year, the first women were admitted to USMA, and 62 of those women graduated in 1980. The first time I visited West Point, I was…
Yesterday on my run, I saw a man on a bike with a child seat on the back of it. There was no child in it at the time, but it reminded me of the time I was in one of those seats on the back of my Dad’s bike.…
Hello again, friends! Well, I checked out yet another Match.com event last Wednesday evening, their “F#$%#@! Awesome Game Night.” It was a three hour event (and only $20!) where we would play just one game: Cards Against Humanity. If you haven’t played this game, the tagline on the box should…
The first time I ever thought of myself as fat I was 11 years old. That also marked the first time I started attending public school (other than kindergarten). I had swimming for PE, and I was immensely embarrassed by how I looked in my bathing suit, particularly because I…
Last night, for the first time ever, I decided to try speed dating. It was a Match.com speed dating event that I paid for weeks ago and was totally going to skip in favor of sitting on my couch in sweats with no bra watching Sex and the City reruns while drinking…
Let’s lighten the mood a bit from last week’s post to something a bit more humorous. Well, humorous for you, the reader, not for me, the star of this week’s sad tale from the single side. So there I was (no shit), at a small get together with friends at…
“Good morning, young man. How are you today?” The older gentleman was so sincere and kind in his greeting, but all I wanted to do was yell back “I AM NOT A BOY!” rip open my shirt, show him that I was wearing a bra, and tell him that my…